apropos of nothing

For the last few days, Cory has been experiencing debilitating backaches. He was a good sport last night for our anniversary, but all and all his ailment is a real downer. I have insisted that he take tomorrow off to go to the doctor, because something has got to give. I miss my buddy, and I am just too clumsy to live with someone who has such a volatile condition.

This is what he looks like:

Tonight, Harry and the Potters are playing at Walters, and I really wanted to go. Although I know that Cory would go if I pressed it, I just don't feel like it would be responsible wife-ing to drag him out to a show in his current condition. Anyway -- I made him a german chocolate cake as a get well present, and I am crossing my fingers that it works.

That boy needs to feel better!

Completely unrelated, I just found out that another one of my high school friends is expecting a child. Seriously, I seem to have made it under the radar somehow. I am not going to go so far as to say "there is a god," but somebody's got my back, and to them I say "thanks."

Also, because I know you are reeling in suspense, this is what two years of pure awesome looks like: